Okay so Ajax's pov is going to come in this chapter, but it will start of in Harper's pov. Be warned I've never written a male's pov and this is basically my first book.

I'm open to constructive criticism (most probably will cry myself to sleep next to a tub of ice cream if I get hate comments), but I am excited for this nonetheless.

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Harper's pov:

I grab my teddy bear's soft arm and yank him towards me in an effort to have something to hug close to me, I sleep better with my large doll with me.

'Five minutes please!' I grumble when someone tries to take my teddy away from me. That same person keeps on tugging at my warm bear and I hold on to it wrapping my left leg around it's hard torso. I snuggle closer to it when they have evidently given up leaving me to sleep in peace. Ha! Victory. 

'Harp, you're squeezing me.'

'Shh Mr Fluffles, only five minutes.' I mutter groggily and place my head on my large teddy bear's chest. Something about him is different but I'm too comfortable to give a damn.

'Okay shortcakes, five more minutes.' My bear lets out a throaty chuckle when I give out a tranquil sigh.

Wait a minute. My bear doesn't chuckle. Let alone breathe, and Mr Fluffles is soft and cool not warm and rigid. And only one person calls me shortcakes.

I slowly open one eye and then the other and to my complete horror Ajax is staring right at me with an amused smile on his lips.

'Hello.' He says with his deep husky voice. 

'Hi.' Is all I manage to say when I realize my arms and legs are wrapped around his large frame, my cheeks flush instantly, the feel of his body so close to mine is giving me a tingly sensation that's making me feel uncomfortably hot. A feeling that bombards my body whenever Ajax is close to me.

'I-I'm sorry.' I stammer out still not letting go of him.

'It's okay. You still got four minutes.' He shrugs a bit and smiles, I blush even more and smile back not being able to resist, his smile is so infectious. He hasn't made any move to pry himself out of my hold, so I won't either. We just lay there in comfortable silence. This is somewhat nice.

What the hell, Nice?! I quickly untangle myself from him, but with a little too much force because next thing I know my back collides with the floor with a loud thud.

'Harper, you okay?' He asks more amused than worried.

'I'm good asshat, I actually meant to do that.' I say sitting up and crossing my legs. I am not going back on that bed.

'Yeah right clumsy, I bet you did.' He says sarcastically and turns on his side so he's facing me.

'Yep, the floor missed me, so I said why not give it a hug. Now I'm just going to sit here for a while.' I shrug and pat the ground, he lets out a loud laugh.

'You can come back onto the bed you know.' 

'No no I'm good, still bonding with my good ol friend, the floor.' I say nervously.

'Dio Harper, I won't bite you. I should be the one worried incase you assault me again.' 

'Assault!' I scoff, 'I did not assault you, I thought you were my teddy bear.' I defend myself.

'Of course you would mistake me for a fucking teddy bear.' He laughs.

'Language.' I say before I can stop myself, he laughs even louder.

'I think we both know your mouth is just as dirty as mine.'

'Oh hell no Ajax, I may swear sometimes, but you have the mouth of a sailor.'

He chuckles, 'Yeah that's fucking true.' He lies back on the bed facing the ceiling and I lean onto the bedside table that is behind me.

I take this time to look at my surroundings and notice it's dark out and I am not in my room, instead we are in the same room I was in when I was forced to stay here, not that I didn't enjoy it.

Okay what happened to me? I must have had too much to drink, but there's no awful headache or whirling dizziness to prove that. I rack my brain for answers and slowly bits and pieces of memories of the party start to make their way into my mind. I remember the cookies, and arriving here house, Devin and Katie ditching me, having a blast with Ajax in the pool, but that's as far as my memory goes.

Oh dear God I hope we didn't- I mean what other explanation would there be for me to wake up in his arms. Well him in my arms to be exact.

'Uh Jax did we umm- you know.' I ask not wanting to say the word out loud.

'No we did not mio angelo.'  He drawls silkily adding a light chuckle at the end.

'Oh o-okay. So what am I doing in here?'

'You don't remember anything from a few hours ago?' He turns to look at me, his eyebrows furrowed in concern.

'Well I do remember some parts but it all goes black after the water fight.' Suddenly realization hits me. 

'Oh I remember, You apologized and took me to the woods, and told me about your life in Italy, your horrid brother and your father. I'm so sorry about what happened to him, to you.' And the worried look on his face only intensifies.

Ajax's pov:

Because of the unconscious Harper that is in the back seat of my car I'm speeding like a goddamn maniac in my panicked state. I don't know why I am freaking out so much, she's just fainted, she's going to wake up and be better but I didn't want her to wake up in the middle of the woods, I don't want her to panic, I want her to wake up and know and feel that she is safe. 

Thank the gods that my mother is out of town. She doesn't like to stick around for my parties much, but she trusts me to clean after myself. There is no one when I enter the house with Harper in my arms, I guess everyone's left, it is pretty late. The place is unusually clean and for that I am extremely relieved. 

I carry her upstairs into the room she occupied when she lived here for those three days. Harper is surprisingly light for someone who consumes an outrageous amount of food everyday. 

Mio angelo looks so scared even in her sleep. I really want to hunt down hurt whoever made her cry like this, even if it is indeed her father. I definitely do not like seeing her cry. I sigh and look at her sleeping figure.

I don't understand why I trusted her enough to tell her about my time in Italy, a place I once called home. I don't know why I told her about how my own brother killed our father. I don't know why I want her to know me.

I sit next to her trying to resist the urge to tuck a strand of her brown hair behind her ear and brush my fingers gently across her cheek. God what is she doing to me? 

I am entirely shocked when her small hand grabs a hold of my arm and pulls me towards her. When she doesn't move again or wake up after a few seconds, I try to gently remove myself from her grip but it makes her pull at me harder.

'Five more minutes.' She grumbles cutely, I pull again and she pulls to, and after a tug of war game with her I eventually give up and let her do whatever she wants to do. I would be lying if I said I am not curious as to what she intends to do with me.

She pulls me down onto the bed and wraps her arms around me nestling into my side and throwing a leg over me, literally trapping me here. I freeze where I am not wanting to wake her up and unable to move even if I tried to. The feel of her tiny body this close to me sends a wave of desire crashing into me.

'Harper you're squeezing me.' I say in an attempt to get her to let go of me. She is not holding me that tight but having her so close to me is making it particularly hard to breathe properly.

'Shh Mr Fluffles, only five minutes.' She mutters sleepily and places her head on my chest.

'Okay shortcakes, five more minutes.' I joke and she sighs happily and I laugh unable to stop myself. She goes rigid and opens her eyes slowly, the look of sheer horror on her face makes me want to burst out in laughter but I contain myself.

'Hello.' I say.

'Hi.' She greets sheepishly.

'I-I'm sorry.' She says.

'It's okay. You still have four minutes.' I shrug, she doesn't seem to want to let go of me, I don't want her to either. 

We stay like this for at least a minute and as if realizing something she pushes herself of me and falls right onto the floor. The sudden rejection hurts, but her adorable clumsiness makes up for it.

'Harper, you okay?' I ask amused.

'I'm fine asshat, I actually meant to do that.' And thus begins an argument about assault, teddy bears and swearing.

'You don't remember anything from a few hours ago?' I say when she asks me what happened. She tells me she remembers some parts but it all goes black after the water fight. I become even more worried

'Oh I remember, You apologized and took me to the woods, and told me about your life in Italy, your horrid brother and your father. I'm so sorry about what happened to him, to you.' Right now I could care less about what happened to me.

'Harper.' I say wearily. She needs to know about that phone call, but I really don't want to see her in that state again.

'Yeah?' She asks softly.

'Someone called you when we were in the woods,' I pause, 'And I think it was your father. Do you remember?'

I see her small hands ball into fists and her entire body stiffens.

'Yeah I do. And yes he is my father.' She says plainly. I don't like this.

'Harper.'

'Yes.'

'Mio angelo what happened to you?' I ask her lightly, her eyes widen before she stands up abruptly and roughly wipes her now flowing tears of her face. I really hate seeing her cry.

'I want to go home. Please take me home.' She says in a shaky voice.

'Harper,' I want to tell her the exact words she told me once "you can talk to me", but she cuts me off.

'Jax please. I just need time to myself, to process what that sadistic bastard said to me. I need to know if my mom is okay.' More tears stream out of her eyes, my heart aching at the sight of her like this.

'Okay.' I agree, there is nothing else I can do.

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I actually have a doll named mr fluffles, he's old, big, white and fluffy. I absolutely love him.

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